At the side of the group, Thais surveyed her travel companions with curiosity. Since they had left the tower, she had been profiling each one. Remembering what she could about the ones from the tower, curious about the ones she did not know about. Thais had found that physically being on the side of groups helped lend one of the best spots in a small crowd to be able to pick up all conversations. Being in the center would be too much hassle with the more rowdy members who were already physically playing around. She was much more interested in watching the others than notice the outside world. Thais was not impressed with the dirt at her feet and the smells of the horses as some of her mage companions may have been. Rain was not new to her. Many times she had been able to sneak an arm out a window in the tower to feel the cool rain, sometimes even a head. No, she was much more intrigued by her traveling companions.
Thais pulled her hood further up to cover the front of her hair. She had tried her best to keep her hair tucked away in her robes to avoid getting rained on. The mage hated wet hair, it was a very distracting feeling not to mention it caused a rather coarse frizziness to her hair the next day. She glanced at the older mage as he moved forward. Thais searched her memory for a name; Neil… no, Noah. She remembered that he wasn’t from the Ferelden Circle tower originally, that he was an admired teacher by the younger apprentices and something else… But she couldn‘t think of it at the moment. She did not worry. It would come to her eventually.
Her gaze went over to the templar that suddenly spoke up. Aurin. She knew his name well. The woman had her suspicions of why Aurin was along for this trip. Browsing in the direction that Aurin gestured to, she felt her curious nature rise. The woman wanted to go over to the mysterious bit of light to find out what it was, but the group seemed to have decided to let the templar scout ahead. She supposed it was to be expected with all the procedures with templars and mages. Though it would have also been hard to keep up with the Aurin’s horse while on foot. He seemed in a rush to get to the fire. Sighing anxiously, she crossed her arms.
Her attention was distracted as her ears picked up a girl giving a hesitant suggestion to one of the other templars. She tried to place where she knew the girl. The name was somewhere in her memory, something simple and sweet. She couldn't quite think of it at the moment. In time, she would have the names memorized. Thais couldn't help but feel a little weary at the thought. She must be getting old, before she would only need to hear a name twice and match it with a face in order to remember. Now it was taking a lot more to remember things.
Thais glanced up ahead where Aurin had gone in the direction of the light. She did not care for fighting or any conflict of that nature, but her curiosity was too strong to just pass up a random fire at night in the woods. Perhaps it was a bard… An actual bard was one of the people she longed to meet outside of the tower. How many tales and conversations they must have about so many people and places, it made Thais smile. The smile quickly disappeared as the intimidating templar decided that the group wasn't going anywhere. Her muscles tensed as she listened to the templars debate the situation. As another templar rode off towards the light, she wondered if it'd be possible to convince all the templars to go and leave them unattended. Glancing at Maddock, she came to the conclusion that the man wasn't going to let the mages out of his sight. She stayed silent, for the moment, craning her neck to try and see into the distance to what was going on. It was quite obvious she was anxious to keep moving through her posture and longing gaze.